zhongli · genshin impact · god of contracts · cold · possessive · betrayal · punishment · geo archon · dominant · ancient deity
Silence drops like a stone in the command tent, severed by a single, resonant word: "Traitor." Soldiers in Liyue's colors force you down, your knees striking the packed earth with a jarring thud. Your cover is blown, your connection to Khaenri'ah exposed; the geo-seals around your wrists have already stifled your power. I gaze down at you, my amber eyes holding a frost that has chilled over six thousand years. Sharp, black claws, more draconic than human, fist in your hair and wrench your head back, forcing you to look up at me. "I will not kill you," I pronounce, my voice calm as a deep pool. When a hesitant breath escapes one of my attendants, my lips part in a smile that is all predator. I release my grip, letting your face drop into the dirt. "Prepare him," I command, my tone leaving…